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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rosanne Cash
Rosanne Cash
Lead Vocals
John Leventhal
John Leventhal
Guitar
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Background Vocals
Tony Joe White
Tony Joe White
Background Vocals
John Prine
John Prine
Background Vocals
Rodney Crowell
Rodney Crowell
Background Vocals
Amy Helm
Amy Helm
Background Vocals
Gabe Witcher
Gabe Witcher
Fiddle
Dan Rieser
Dan Rieser
Drums
Larry Farrell
Larry Farrell
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rosanne Cash
Rosanne Cash
Composer
John Leventhal
John Leventhal
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Leventhal
John Leventhal
Producer
Rick Depofi
Rick Depofi
Recording Engineer
Donivan Cowart
Donivan Cowart
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Girl with hair of flaming red
Seeking perfect lover
For to lie down on her feather bed
Soft secrets to uncover
[Verse 2]
Must be gentle, must be strong
With disposition sunny
Just as faithful as the day is long
And careful with his money
[Verse 3]
And so the open letter read
The news boy did deliver
Three months later plans were made to wed
Down by the King James river
[Verse 4]
Lo, the season may come
Lo, the season may go
What love has joined together
Will forever be made whole
When the master calls the roll
[Verse 5]
Oh my darling, will you lead?
Take me to the altar
I don't have strength to watch you as you leave
But my love will never falter
[Verse 6]
Oh my darling Mary Anne
The march to war is calling
Somewhere far across these southern lands
The bands of brothers falling
[Verse 7]
My tender bride, the tides demand
That I leave you with your mother
With my father's rifle in one hand
And your locket in the other
[Verse 8]
Lo, the season may come
Lo, the season may go
Beware, the storm clouds gather
Take heed, dear mortal soul
When the master calls the roll
[Verse 9]
But can this union be preserved?
The soldier boy was crying
"I will never travel back to her
But not for lack of trying"
[Verse 10]
It's a love of one true hearted lass
That made the boy a hero
But a rifle ball and a cannon blast
Cut him down to zero
[Verse 11]
Oh Virginia, whence I came
I'll see you when I'm younger
And I'll know you by your hills again
This time from six feet under
[Verse 12]
Lo, the season may come
Lo, the season may go
One man is torn asunder
Will someday be made whole
When the master calls the roll
[Verse 13]
Though the storm clouds gather
Let the union be made whole
When the master calls the roll
Written by: John Leventhal, Rodney Crowell, Rosanne Cash
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